From: johnturmel@yahoo.com   
      
   TURMEL: I MADE THE EX-BIKER CRY!!   
      
   Jct: I'm the toughest hombre there ever was. I can always get them where it   
   hurts.   
      
   I was once in a heated exchange with an ex-biker, a guy   
   you don't really want to fool around with. Bragged an   
   impressive history to an outlaw like me. I watched my mouth.   
      
   But when we got to prohibition and marijuana, now the hatred   
   we both felt for Health Canada brought us together.   
      
   He'd had a huge 2-inch cancer near his nuts that doctors   
   have given up hope on. Then Dr. Kammermans game to town, saw   
   his cancer, and authorized his exemption.   
      
   After awhile with the cannabis oil, the cancer had been cut   
   in half! Joy of joy! The Doctor was curing his cancer!   
      
   Then Health Canada sent out the letters revoking the   
   authorizations on all of Dr. K's patients because the   
   "negligent" saint had gone and signed the authorization in a   
   province where he wasn't officially registered instead of   
   waiting until he was back in Ontario where he was registered   
   and could mail it out! Horror of horrors, the doofus doctor   
   broke-down in pity and couldn't wait until he got back home   
   to do it right? What kind of a heart-ful monster could he   
   be?   
      
   Still, HC cut off meds to thousands that day and lucky for   
   us, Stephen Burrows, the guy who represents the Left-Outs   
   and is first up to represent them all I found out at the   
   last moment at the Big Event Round 1 also happened to have   
   been a Kammermans revokee!!! Imagine that. He didn't shut   
   down on his own in compliance with HC's order, he lost his   
   DG due to HC's revocation. Could anything have come better   
   than our Left-Out rep being a Kammermans revokee.   
      
   So back to the biker. When I met him the second time, he'd   
   been out of oil for awhile. I think "upset" wouldn't quite   
   describe what it must have felt like to be curing the cancer   
   that they said you had no hope of surviving and then to have   
   his meds cut off for a non-medical reason. Louis Proulx had   
   imposed a bureaucratic death sentence on this guy and   
   something had to be done about it.   
      
   Short of joining the Gold Stars and asking Phelan someday to   
   start up his grow again and maybe get some meds when the   
   first crop comes in in 3 months. Hope he's not dead by then.   
      
   I eat a dab of medpot oil every day. I'm well supplied. So I   
   threw him my bottle and told him I had loving support who'd   
   fill my gap.   
      
   Well, that burly ex-biker broke down and cried.   
      
   Really got him where it hurts. Toughest hombre there ever was.   
      
   But think of the thousands whom Health Canada condemned to   
   death! Don'tcha think I'm glad I charged them with genocide   
   too?   
      
   By the way, the heated exchange? I love the guy. A Right-   
   hand man.   
      
   I MADE THE EX-BIKER CRY!!   
      
   --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05   
    * Origin: you cannot sedate... all the things you hate (1:229/2)